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• Work. Didn’t feel fantastic, but much better than yesterday. Am now hypersensitive to taste, oddly. Tried an iced coffee—it was disgusting, I could taste all the disparate flavours unmixed in it.

Evening

• Nearly vomited on the train home, only just made it to the station in time. It appears that if I stand up for any extended period, I feel like I’m going to vomit. I’m not sure why, but it’s not good.

Midnight

• I’ve been dozing all evening, but haven’t managed to get to sleep. I’ve just had a weetbix, which went down ok, so hopefully that’ll help somehow. Brushing my teeth is awful—the scents in the toothpaste are disgusting.